Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

The Papal Palace, night.

Three figures, some sitting and some standing.

"Your Holiness, why did you only take out one soul bone when facing that brat during the day? Our Spirit Hall should have prepared three soul bones for this competition, right? Why didn't Your Holiness take the opportunity to win him over?"

The ghostly figure looked slightly puzzled, while bowing respectfully to the figure on the throne.

Chrysanthemum Pass immediately bowed, her eyes filled with curiosity.

when!

Bibi Dong lightly tapped her scepter, a slight smug look on her face, which she quickly concealed, and said calmly:

"Hmph, if I'm not mistaken, that kid's original goal was to win the tournament."

He paused, then continued:

"For some reason, he needs a suitable skull to solve his problem. Coincidentally, our Spirit Hall has announced that the champion of this competition will be a soul bone."

"From this, it seems that the kid wanted to try his luck at the Spirit Hall to see if he could find the skull he needed to solve his problem."

"That's why I withheld the championship bonus."

After saying that, Bibi Dong looked confident, believing that her guess was pretty much right.

After hearing this, Kikujiro was even more puzzled.

This… The ghost was very puzzled and asked again:

"Your Holiness, if that's the case, why suppress the skull? Why not consider it a reward?"

He remembered that among the three soul bones, there was a skull of wisdom formed from concentrated spirit, which had a wide range of applications.

Not in that position… Bibi Dong’s eyes deepened as she coldly said:

"Ha, if I treat it as a reward for winning the championship, he will take it for granted, and that won't achieve the effect I want to bestow upon him."

Kikujiro instantly snapped out of his daze and shouted, "Your Holiness the Pope is wise!"

………………

At this moment, in Wuhun City.

Sikong Zheng walked along the wide and luxurious Martial Soul Street with a gloomy expression, a faint red light flashing in his eyes.

"What a clever Bibi Dong!"

Looking at the massive and sacred Papal Palace, Sikong Zheng gave a cold laugh.

Facing the cold night wind, Sikong Zheng gradually lost his mind and felt a little lonely.

Looking around, even at night, the Spirit Hall's patrol knights were still on duty, with a patrol team passing by every few minutes.

"There's no need for us to stay in the Spirit Hall any longer."

Sikong Zheng frowned, his mind racing with thoughts, feeling utterly troubled.

He had long been used to being free and unrestrained, but where else could he go if he didn't go to the Spirit Hall?

He had offended both sides, and for a time he seemed like a lonely, homeless man, a complete loser.

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng saw a man dressed in a gorgeous white team uniform wandering the street, and a thought immediately arose in his mind.

Judging from the team uniform logo, he is clearly a member of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, probably a reserve player.

Without further hesitation, he quietly followed them.

Even at night, Wuhun City is still brightly lit and extremely prosperous.

………………

A quiet, secluded corner of the street.

At Sikong Zheng's feet lay the unconscious Tiandou team candidate, named Os.

"Wood clone".

A wooden stake emerged from behind Sikong Zheng, twisted violently, and a completely new clone of Sikong Zheng was formed.

"What? You want to become him?"

After landing, the clone glanced at its feet and quietly looked at the main body.

"Yes, that's right."

The main body nodded slightly, glancing at the clone. It felt a little strange that it was talking to itself.

"Woodification."

"Wood Release: Transformation Technique".

Sikong Zheng's soul power surged from his entire body, and the blue wood spread from it, instantly turning him into a wooden statue.

Immediately afterwards, with his entire body turned to wood, several tiny vines coiled and rotated around his body until they merged into it.

In the blink of an eye, Sikong Zheng had become a fainted substitute member of the Tiandou team.

This transformation technique was something he developed in his spare time; it wasn't particularly advanced and could easily be seen through by those with ulterior motives in this world.

This is because he cannot simulate other people's martial souls; once he uses a martial soul, his soul skills will be instantly exposed.

In other words, he can only imitate appearances, not completely disguise himself.

It's suitable for short-term disguise, but long-term disguise will expose your true colors.

Compared to Qian Renxue's disguise skills, it's far inferior, but it's enough. He just needs to use this identity to sneak out of Wuhun City.

I wonder if Tang San would call him "Dad" if he looked like Tang Hao?

"Alright, from now on, you'll be in the open, and I'll be in the shadows. You'll be the Minister of Works."

As he spoke, lightning flashed across his right palm, and he lightly tossed it toward Os, destroying all traces of the body.

Shrek Academy rest area.

"If I'm not mistaken, the final three should be the Plant Academy, the revamped Kamikaze Academy, and our Shrek Academy."

Yu Xiaogang, with his hands behind his back, scanned the Shrek Seven Devils and shared his opinion.

He paused, then continued:

"Among them, the one we should pay the most attention to is the Botanical Academy. Sikong Zheng defeated the entire Spirit Hall team all by himself."

"His individual strength is outrageous."

"I believe Kamikaze Academy shares this view. In my opinion, in the individual elimination rounds of the top three, Shrek Academy should avoid their sharp edge, conserve its strength, and proactively enter the loser's bracket. Only in the team competition will we have a fighting chance."

"The key lies in the seven-in-one principle that I have taught you."

When the topic of the seven-in-one was mentioned, Yu Xiaogang's expression softened slightly, but a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Tang San pursed his lips, hesitated, and finally fell silent.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu gently grasped Tang San's hand with her soft, boneless little hand, looking at Tang San with tender eyes.

Tang San nodded, his eyes gradually hardening, and silently tightened his grip on her soft hand.

The Shrek Seven Devils were listening attentively to Yu Xiaogang's analysis, so naturally no one noticed the two's subtle actions.

Dai Mubai took a deep breath, stood up, and suggested:

"Master, we understand. However, I suggest that in the final match, when facing Sikong Zheng, Zhuqing and I can first use the Netherworld White Tiger to test him as much as possible, and finally use the Seven-in-One to decide the outcome."

"However, this will be tough on Xiao Ao and Fatty, as they will need to use all their soul power."

During this time, Dai Mubai glanced at the voluptuous and perky Zhu Zhuqing beside him, and his eyes instantly hardened.

Ma Hongjun stood up abruptly, patted his chest, and said nonchalantly:

"I have no objection. We're a team, so let's do as Boss Dai says!"

"Besides, we'd love to teach that guy a lesson."

The Shrek students nodded in agreement with Dai Mubai's suggestion, then looked at Yu Xiaogang, awaiting his decision.

Yu Xiaogang thought for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Alright, let's follow Dai Mubai's suggestion. Xiao San will handle the specific battle details later."

Immediately, the Shrek Seven Devils exchanged glances and nodded solemnly.